IF SHE WANTS IT, THE LOVE OF HER LIFE WILL GIVE IT TO HER

Phantasy removed her hands from his elbow and turned her body so she could look at him properly. The elevator door was yet to close.

"Want what?"

His beguiling eyes captured her emotions and he knew she had an inkling and only wanted to be sure of what he was referring to. "This hotel. Do you want it?"

She scoffed and looked forward. What sort of a question was that? Was he trying to test her level of being materialistic?

"What will happen if I say yes?"

Saraphine stopped the elevator as it was about to close and Nicholas used his left leg to block the girl from entering. "Use the other elevator."

"Would it make any difference if I used this one." He didnt reply and pressed the button on her. "Grumpy old man."

When the elevator closed he focused his attention back to Phantasy. "If you want it, I will give it to you."

She turned her head to him immediately. Nicholas was a man of his words and during the little time she got to know him, she knew that this man would not joke over things like that. Sometimes when he joked, he actually meant what he was joking about.

"You.."

"There is a condition on it though..."

She rolled her eyes and focused on the elevator doors. Of course there would be a condition to it.

"And that is...?"

He turned her body to him and seriously looked at her. When she met his gold eyes she was left thinking about how they stood out in the dark the other night. How could she not have noticed that she had the wrong man?

Did he even know that he was the wrong man she had intended to bed that night?

"I can give you the hotel if you accept to take all of me." He cocked a brow and a wicked glint appeared in his eyes. "A great deal isnt it?"

"Mr Fretakis, you are a devil." she informed.

He smiled and caressed her cheek with his right palm. Soft under this palm, he gulped before answering her. " I know that too My Blue one. What were you expecting? To get something free from the devil?" The way he looked at her made her feel fearful for a reason so she took a step forward and the elevator stopped, the doors opening slowly.

He led her out and walked to a room. Phantasy met his assistant Brad and nodded her head in greeting. He returned it with a polite smile.

"See that the young Miss Gregor is taken back after she is done."

Assistant Brad nods his head and walked away leaving the two alone.

When Phantasy stepped inside the room, something felt different instantly. The light wasnt as colourful as she would have imagined but was instead a light of blue giving the room a warm yet romantic feeling. She heard the door lock behind her and looked back to glance at the man. Phantasy was still checking the arrangement of the room when she felt a warm palm run down her shoulders before the man led her forward to sit.

Her thumping heart threatened to burst but she looked down at the glass table instead not daring to let him see her reaction. If he were to look at her, her blush would be too obvious due to the color of the light. Staring at the glass table again, she frowned. It was as if Nicholas knew she would be wearing a slit dress. With this glass table, he only need move his eyes before seeing the skin of her tigh.

Seeing her brows furrowed, Nicholas couldn't help but interfere with her thoughts. "Something on your mind?" He asked while passing her the menu.

Phantasy reached out her hand and Nicholas grabbed it along with the menu. Confused, she raised her head to match his eyes.

"Tell me what is on your mind." His voice was husky and a bit coaxing as he softly massaged the back of her hand that he was holding.

Bluntly she replied. "You."

Nicholas dropped his menu and supported his chin with his other hand. "Interesting." His voice sounded fruity making Phantasy unconformtable as she squirmed under his intense golden stare.

"The table is transparent glass."

Nicholas already knew what she was hinting at but decided to tease her. It's not every day he hears that beautifully thin voice of hers. "So...?"

Uncomfortable she looked away focusing on the huge window by their side. The view of the city beautiful and bright although it was night time. "You can see my thighs."

Nicholas laughed. The gruffiness of his voice making the hair on her hands to stand. "Blue girl, isnt that nice?"

When she proceeded to look at him, the shamless man was already staring at her thighs. She snatched her hand from his hold and looked through the menu. He did the same but his eyes glanced back and forth between her and his menu.

Damn her! She definitely called his attention to her thighs.

When they finally ordered their meal, Phantasy took her phone to look at.

"The generation of now..." he began. "We could be having a good conversation and know each other more, but there you are. Busy with the love of your life." he chided her and she dropped the phone.

Frowning she answered him. "To avoid your gazes I have to focus on something else. Might you have something I could focus on till the food arrives."

His slightly furrowed expression turned cunning instantly. "Surely." He replied and his smile grew wider. Phantasy knew whatever he would say would surly be something she would not like to hear. "You can always focus on me."

Rolling her eyes she relaxed into her seat and looked at the view of the city. Thinking how different her life would have been had she not met this man few weeks ago. Perhaps, had she not sneaked into the wrong room, they would never have cross path with eachother.

As though the man was living in her mind, he commented. "How different would our lives be had you not sneaked into my room that night."

Baffled she swept her eyes at him, scanning his expression. This man was so impressive and he never failed to do so every time.